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Breaks || Slender x reader. Could be read platonically or romantically, whichever you prefer. You've been overworking yourself, and he's noticed.

“You know, my dear, breaks are allowed.”

You inhale and exhale slowly, your eyelids lowering as you continue to glance at the screen before you. He moves to stand behind you, and you have to resist tilting your head back to look up at him.

“You’re one to talk about taking a break, what with all the overtime you always do.” You tease him back, and he chuckles at your words. He rests his hands on your shoulders and nods at your words.

“You’re not wrong, not in the slightest bit, but I at least know when to call it quits.” He massages your shoulders gently, and you sigh again, your eyes glued to your lap where your hands are currently grasping onto each other anxiously.

You’ve been trying so hard to get all of your work done that you’ve been neglecting yourself, staying up far too late into the night, and waking up far too early in the morning. The amount of work you’ve been getting done hasn’t been reflecting that at all, with your brain running on empty it was impossible to push yourself to truly complete your projects, and Slender had noticed, as he always does. It was hard to admit what you truly needed was rest when your brain kept telling you what you needed was work.

“I just need a few more minutes of work and then I’ll take a break, I’m alright.” You try to smile up at him, try to soothe him with your words, but both of you know that isn’t happening.

It’s his turn to sigh at you now, as he turns your chair so you’re forced to look at him. He bends down onto a knee, making himself far more level with you as he stares down at you with his nonexistent eyes. You aren’t sure where to look yourself, your eyes roaming back and forth between his face and anywhere else. You open your mouth to make another argument but he raises a hand, silencing you as he shakes his head.

“What you need is rest. I don’t need to read your thoughts to know your mind is convincing you otherwise, but please, trust me. Hear my words and trust me that when I say that you need rest I'm saying it in truth and not just persuasion.” His voice is gentle but insistent, and when you finally look at him without averting your eyes you find it hard not to let a few tears slip out.

“When was the last time you got more than just a couple of hours of sleep at a time?” He holds your hands and squeezes them comfortingly as he questions you, and you open and close your mouth a few times in response to his question.

“…I don’t know…” Your shoulders drop, as does your head as you stare down at his hands holding yours.

Slender sits there for a few moments, rubbing your hands comfortingly as he thinks to himself. He eventually moves one of his hands to cup your cheek, rubbing it with the same soothing motions he was using on your hand.

“Please, get some rest and sleep, promise me you will. You deserve the rest.” The gentleness remains in his voice, and all you can bring yourself to do is nod at him.

He stands slowly, but bends over and lifts you into his arms. He uses a hand to save your work and shut off your computer, and he moves to carry you to your bed. He moves your covers so he can lay you down, before covering you up and tucking you in comfortably. He looks down at you for a few moments before choosing to sit down beside you, petting your head in comforting and relaxing motions. The two of you sit in silence for a few minutes before a big yawn runs through you, and he chuckles at you adoringly.

“You are not to leave this bed until I retrieve you in the morning at an appropriate hour, is that understood?” His voice is so quiet you almost miss it, but you nod your head tiredly at him in response.

Sleep is seeping into you, and he looks over you once more before standing to leave. He moves to shut off your light, and he bids you goodnight as he leaves you. He checks on you again in a few hours, quite content to find that you’re still sleeping soundly, and he keeps his promise of waking you up the following morning. It's quite late into the morning, as he allowed you to get a few hours of extra sleep. Your eyes go to your computer when you first wake up, but he shakes his head at you, moving to block your vision of it with his body. He informs you that today is a required day off, and no disagreements to that are allowed. It’s as he told you, breaks are allowed, and you deserve a hefty one regardless of what he has to do to get you to take it.

[whotftookfrancisname]

❤️❤️❤️

[whotftookfrancisname]

😭im bawling my eyes out this is precious

Imagine daughter reader sees slenderman working in his office so she brings papers and crayons and sits in his lap pretending to be just like him and works

She's his lil business lady

Slender

His daughter actually has a little spot next to his own desk

Jason made a small child-sized desk in his free time, and let Slender's kid go wild with the paints.

It turned out to be quite the eyesore, but she loved it, which meant that Slender had to as well.

Now, it has a permanent spot in his office, complete with any second-hand devices Slender was willing to loan to her.

Papers, crayons, old pens, stapler, dull scissors, envelope holder, and an agenda are just a handful of what the drawers contain.

She mimcks him an awful lot too, peeking at him and copying his movements.

Sometimes she'll even deliver messages to the proxies, some being from Slender, and some being from her as well.

And Tim takes it in his stride, pretending he has very important business to attend to, like sending Toby to play Roblox or watch Moana with her.

She's like a small version of him, and the funniest part is that she's more well-respected than the Boss Man himself.

Sometimes with Slender it'll take a few scolding before his point is driven across, yet with his offspring, she'll receive an 'aye-aye!' with no further problems.

Slender can't help but to feel a bit envious at this, but if it works, it works.

[whotftookfrancisname]

😔❤️🙏

muah

#slenderman

[whotftookfrancisname]

why he aint my man yet

unmade - thom yorke

#slenderman

[whotftookfrancisname]

drenched is all i can say

finally watched (a detailed analysis of) EMH. anyway here’s a doodle

#slenderman

[whotftookfrancisname]

He needs to stop being so fine, the person who can not be his wife is physically hurt

oh no! it won’t come off!

#slenderman

[whotftookfrancisname]

kinda miss this mf so here’s a sketch

[whotftookfrancisname]

a man of my dream

Tall, respectful, german, good jawline, wears a suit, likes to read, overall nice personality, and he can COOK

WHAT MORE COULD YOU ASK FOR

THATS WHAT IM SAYIINNNGG

[whotftookfrancisname]

16.

[whotftookfrancisname]

I've been breaded

We should be fine as long as we do not reblog bread.

[whotftookfrancisname]

this is to nanami & gojo coded...

[whotftookfrancisname]

wish i can be this silly daily

Baby animals videos ૮ ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶ ა ♡

[whotftookfrancisname]

It might seem crazy what im bouta say

Slender: offenderman, can you get rid of my weird ass fans?

Offender: no worries, I got you bro

[whotftookfrancisname]

Take Gaster x Grillby content

Void creature x silent guy content

(I'm still figuring out how to draw gaster)

[whotftookfrancisname]

Slenderman HC how to get him in the mood and how he gets his s/o in the mood, and what does he do if they say no?

Slender {NSFW mention}

Step 1: Sit on lap

Step 2: ???

Step 3: Profit.

He’s an easy man to please, and if his s/o sits on his lap while he’s working, he’ll give in real easily to the distraction.

Or he’ll pretend to shoo them away and then call them back.

Also, any thigh-high stockings really tend to capture his attention.

So, struct in his office with some nylons, and sit on his lap, wrap your arms around his neck and tell him how much you’ve missed him all day,  and he won’t be able to resist you.

He’s a romantic guy, so he’ll most likely kiss ass all day for an amazing night to follow.

But if it happens to be an unplanned thing, you can easily find his mood by his actions.

Light touches on your hips, a kiss on the neck that lasts a second too long, and hushed whispers about how he’ll treat you once you get some alone time.

He doesn’t beat around the bush too much when it comes to mentioning his needs.

If they say no, he’ll pout on his own for a little bit.

And maybe sulk at the window.

He’ll also be kind of petty,

“It’s not like I finished work early or anything-”

Just snide little comments that make you glare in his direction.

He shuts up quickly, after you do that, though.

He’ll just jerk one out to alleviate himself, although he’d much rather have you there with him to help.

[whotftookfrancisname]

love this😞🙏

Are you down for Hogwarts stuff?

Because I need Slender as Hogwarts prof in my life🙏

HP!Slender

Slender would be a Ravenclaw, with underlying Hufflepuff qualities.

His main drive is knowledge, he wants to know about everything there is. And a benefit, is using that knowledge to help others.

And his wand is Beech, with a Dragon Heartstring core, a length of 17”, and a somewhat flexibility.

With that in mind, as a professor, Slender would teach Transfiguration, and may even assist in Apparition lessons whenever the Ministry visited for the 6th years.

It takes a steady mind to practice Transfiguration, and even more so to teach it to children. Especially considering some who were muggle-born, and have never seen nor heard of it in practice.

He always makes sure to pay special attention to those who try to hide in the back, and is definitely the kind of professor to call on you if you aren’t paying attention

He takes teaching very seriously, and will even pull students aside if he notices they’re struggling with their test scores.

He isn’t quite avid in Quidditch games unless Ravenclaw is playing, but will attend the games of his students to sit quietly in the Professors tower and clap politely.

And despite his structured and curt demeanor, quite a few of students have decided to adopt him as a parental figure.

They’ll follow him in the halls, and always stop to have a short chat while passing his classroom if he’s not busy teaching.

It can get annoying, but deep down he loves how he can provide for the kids outside of the classroom.

He’s not a hard-ass, but he can be quite instructive and stern, and students will pick and prod in an attempt to bond with him since he gives off such a fatherly aura.

The room he teaches in has a whimsical vibe to it, and it has charmed trees sprouting in the corners of his room, with dark toned colors and glimmers of gold accents here and there.

His classroom has various skeletons and figurines, ranging from magical beasts to plumes of flowers and plants, and even a few class pets like a few rats and a cat that will claw at students papers when they’re not looking.

He’ll often transfigure into a large raven, or even one of the trees sprouting in the corners of the classroom before class starts just to spy if students are doing their homework minutes before the deadline, noting who will need help on keeping up with their work.

And perhaps one of the other professors will pop in to disturb his class and say hello to everyone, sitting at his desk while he rambles off on the lesson.

It’s not often he allows it, but if the lesson is dreadfully boring, he will encourage the extra commentary and may even use them as an example to transfigure. (And perhaps show his student how NOT to handle a transfigured subject by tossing it around).